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Michael Penn - Out of My Hands lyrics
I feel like I'm coming down with it All of the symptoms fit And I backslide An eye on the clock I don't talk much When I'm running On the inside When every conclusion reached Is out to you I put on my best face and my kid gloves, too And held up the end Until it's out of my hands Out of my hands And if you tuned in to see blood It's not a subject that I surpass in My mission's been scrubbed; my brains were washed Because I never was your assassin It's like a desert Sand will have to do And between my fingers Saw it running through Until it turned into this And out of my hands Out of my hands Out of my hands So come up and check There's nothing up my sleeve All the while It's getting harder for you to believe Out of my hands Out of my hands Out of my hands |
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